The Lost Dogs

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Words can't describe our pain.

Letters can't represent the damage.

Sentences can't explain how we feel.

We are pit bulls, and we are used against our own kind.

Maybe a story will do.Alle Rechte vorbehalten

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They call us beasts. Monsters. They say we burn their civilization to the ground. They call us demons. Creatures that plaque the earth. We are the devil to their species, as they are to ours. They are human, after all humanity overrides everything. They are brought to this world with too much knowledge, too much understanding. They received the greatest and most dangerous gift of all. They received dominance. The ability to make others feel weak. The ability to patronize and fool others while feeding their own selfish needs. They received the ability to be cannibals, to be able to kill each other. They used it against us, turning our strong race of noble dragons into creatures of evil and disgust. We are monsters to their eyes, as they are to us. We may have burned their villages, eaten their livestock, and fought their armies, but both side lose in a battle, even it's not the battle itself. They have infested our earth with their humanity, they have driven their swords through my kinds children, and they have dissected us to cure their greatest flaws. Their mortality.

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Wonder what it's like the be in the chase? To feel as if you've begun to walk on air. Running blindly at the animal that's zooming through the ring. To have your comrades racing along side you with the common goal of catching the uncatchable. And then to have your world fall apart as you cross the line and remember it's all just a game. To be put in your kennel and wait for the next time you get to stretch your legs. That's what Chasing The Storm knows, it's what he experiences, and what he lives. His passion is to run on the ring, and he knows he's got talent that many of the other greyhounds don't. Yet the men choose other dogs, forgetting about the eager greyhound waiting for his chance to shine. Then it all changes the day a man decides to practice with all the dogs and see which ones are the best, and which ones are useless to the business. Will Storm become a legend? Or will his world come crashing down when he sees what really happens behind the common eye?

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Never say a word. You don't want to live a life in prison! What have I done? I need to cover my tracks but how? How will you live now knowing what you just did? What ever you do. Never. Say. A. Word.

There were not many things that I knew much about but pain... Pain I knew. I understood it and its various types. Emotional pain as time dragged by, physical pain I felt when my mate had sex with another woman, when different men had come, nightly beatings, mental pain when he played tricks, when I realized no one from my pack was looking for me. Worse pain... knowing that I was here paying for another person's actions and my children were paying too. Yeah... I knew pain.

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They call us beasts. Monsters. They say we burn their civilization to the ground. They call us demons. Creatures that plaque the earth. We are the devil to their species, as they are to ours. They are human, after all humanity overrides everything. They are brought to this world with too much knowledge, too much understanding. They received the greatest and most dangerous gift of all. They received dominance. The ability to make others feel weak. The ability to patronize and fool others while feeding their own selfish needs. They received the ability to be cannibals, to be able to kill each other. They used it against us, turning our strong race of noble dragons into creatures of evil and disgust. We are monsters to their eyes, as they are to us. We may have burned their villages, eaten their livestock, and fought their armies, but both side lose in a battle, even it's not the battle itself. They have infested our earth with their humanity, they have driven their swords through my kinds children, and they have dissected us to cure their greatest flaws. Their mortality.

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